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"A Helping Paw"

It was late in the evening as Sean made his way back to his apartment; attending a community college wasn't exactly a big dream for the husky, but it was certainly more affordable than the big-name colleges, especially for an average student in a small city.

"Hey, Big S." A fellow female student said in passing, and he glanced up from his phone for a moment to wave back at her and continue on.

He lived about three blocks from campus, in an apartment building that only stretched up three stories. He knew the route back like the back of his hand and as he perused his emails and plethora of texts, he barely looked up until he reached the door of his second floor apartment. Scraping in his pockets, he pulled out his key and inserted it into the lock. He pushed the door open, which made that familiar groaning noise as it opened and he stepped inside.

Sean wasn't an average husky; despite the misconceptions of the breed being tall and lanky or muscular, he was actually a bit short for his weight; or a bit fat for his height. He wasn't very comfortable with himself, and when he pulled his button-up shirt off to switch to a more comfortable cotton t-shirt, he caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror. He grunted; his white and brown furry body hanging out a bit. He wasn't excessively overweight, but a few pots were definitely uninvited guests on his gut. He pulled his shirt down and turned away from the mirror and brought his paw down the beard that adorned his jaw. He just needed to find a way out of this rut he was in.

It was Friday night and as usual, Sean didn't have any plans except maybe to pick up a controller and do a little gaming, or crack open a book and catch up on his latest book series. He pulled out a box of macaroni and cheese, but decided against cooking and instead pulled out a plate and made a few sandwiches with turkey and ham. He sat down in front of his television, but opted to not turn it on, instead pulling a book from the shelf behind his couch and laying it on the furniture he was lounging on. He opened the book with one hand, and took a bite of his meal with the other.

Bzzt! Bzzt! The sound of his phone vibrating on the coffee table raised Sean's attention. He picked it up, putting his book in its place and he pulled up his notifications; one was a message from an unknown number:

"Hey, Big S. It's Ben Thompson from English Studies, I heard you were making top marks in Professor Peterson's advanced courses and I was sort of hoping you could help me study for the test coming up on Monday?"

Ben Thompson; Sean remembered him, a cute great dane jock that a lot of times liked to goof off in class and hit on the girls. He'd always scoffed at the display; the fangirls of the local baseball team always fawned over him like he was god's greatest gift or something. He sighed and gave a reply text after taking a few moments to mull it over; "Hey, didn't know you had my number. I'm actually a little busy tonight..."

A few minutes later; another text came through: "That's alright man, if you change your mind, I've got $50 that I can give you for your trouble. I can't think of anyone else to ask."

Sean could think of at least six people that were at the top of the professor's class list and attended her advanced class too. He sighed and looked at the clock, it was almost six already; "Alright. I can come by for a little bit and give you a few pointers."

"Great! I was hoping for just that. My address is at

656 Mason Street."

_ _ "Got it, I'll be there soon."

Despite the friendliness of their texts, Sean still felt a little strange.

Mason street was a short ten minute bus ride away, and he didn't hear much back from the dane after the last text he'd gotten. As the bus came to a stop on the corner, Sean stepped off and made his way down. Six-five-six was about halfway down the block, a small white house that couldn't have been more than a two bedroom. He made his way up the walkway and knocked on the door, after a few seconds the inner door opened and the jock appeared;

Ben was a good looking great dane; blue eyes, a lithe, muscular body. He was dressed in a thin-strapped muscle shirt and a pair of blue jeans. A stud earring adorned each of his ears, the fur on top of his head was tufted up to show off his face as he gave a pleasant smile. "Hey there, if it isn't Big S in my doorway." He said. "Here, come on in, come on in."

Sean smiled politely as he stepped in with the dog and let his backpack slide off his shoulder. "Hey, I've got to say I was surprised to get your text, we've hardly talked this semester." He said.

"Yeah... I'm really sorry about that." Ben said, running his hand down the back of his neck. "It's a pain sometimes being the popular guy."

"Yeah." Sean answered dubiously. "I can only imagine."

"But hey, you're here! So make yourself at home, can I get you a drink? Beer? Soda? Water?"

"No thanks." Sean said as he sat on the sofa and pulled the class book out of his backpack. "I just--" He paused as he spotted a fifty dollar bill now waving in front of his face.

"For the help." Ben said. "I did say I'd give you fifty bucks."

Sean smiled. "I appreciate that, but it's fine. I just came by to help you out. So what area are you having trouble in? I didn't even remember Peterson giving us a test announcement in class."

"Uhh---right." Ben said as he seated himself next to Sean with a book in his hand. The wrong book, according to Sean's observation. "Right..." He repeated.

"What's up, Ben?" Sean asked. "You're acting really strange tonight."

"Well, you see the thing is, I had another motive for having you over. I mean... I need help, but not with English, at least."

"Mmhmm..." Sean's expression flattened. "What is it then?"

Ben sighed and put his book down, resting one leg up under his other in a half-crossed sitting pose. "Well, I mean... it's something I've been wanting to get off my chest for a while, and while I try to put on a show for the girls the truth of the matter is I think I'm gay." There was a long pause as Sean tried to process this bit of information; he'd had no clue Ben would be hiding something like this, and why tell him of all people? As if he read Sean's mind, Ben answered him; "I think... the reason I told you this is, well I know you're into guys too, and to tell you the truth... again... I think I like you."

Sean felt a warmth on his face, his fur did well to hide the blush as he was taken aback by this confession. "M-me? Why would you like me? I'm just a fat ol' dog who hasn't even been on a proper date in a year."

Ben smirked. "Well, you're smart and funny. Don't think I didn't notice that little swish when you walk sometimes..." He shook his head. "But the point is... I'm not like what you think, I don't go after people for their looks, I'm not that conceited. That's just a show I put on because people expect it from me. I was sort of hoping you could see through that..."

"It's pretty hard when you haven't talked to me much."

Ben's reluctant and nervous-looking smile faded and he nodded a bit. "Yeah, I'm sorry about that... the fact is, I'm really starting to figure out these feelings and I didn't want to risk hurting you before I could tell you how I feel. I mean, hell. I think you're a really cute guy, it's just something I'm still not used to saying I guess. I... didn't want to put you on the spot or anything."

"Cute?" Sean repeated, not really helping with the smile that crept across his face. "Really?" His voice sounded more deadpan than he expected.

Ben leaned forward and his hand unexpectedly pulled Sean's muzzle against his lips. Sean blushed and for a moment, felt a bit lost as the pair kissed. He pulled back with a gasp of surprise. "Whoa..." He couldn't help but utter.

"There was something I did want your help with tonight though." Ben said. "I mean it's a lot but it doesn't have to mean a lot. I've never really *been* with a guy in that way, you know? I just want to know how it feels..."

"Ben..." Sean paused. "I mean as much as I'd enjoy it, I still haven't been fucked by a guy. I think..." He cleared his throat. "I think that's something I want to save for when I find someone I can be in a serious relationship then."

Ben's expression remained undeterred as he leaned into the husky. "But you've had experience as a top?"

"Ahem..." Sean cleared his throat again. "Well... yeah."

"Then that should be no problem." Ben said giving Sean a light kiss. "I wouldn't mind being your bottom tonight." He said.

Ben kissed Sean again, and Sean didn't fight it, he moaned as the muscular jock pressed his body against him, his hands traveling up his chest on top of his shirt. Their eyes locked for a moment, as if Ben were seeking Sean's permission. Sean leaned back some and Ben kissed deeper, his tongue traveling along every inner-surface of the male's mouth and teeth. The great dane's hands slipped under the husky's shirt now, tugging it up as his hands explored higher and higher until they met Sean's nipples. Sean shivered and moaned softly at the touch, which caused the dane to back his kiss off. A coy grin almost made his teeth glow in the dimmer lighting. "Mmm... looks like I found the dog's buttons." He said teasingly.

Pulling up Sean's shirt to expose his chest, Sean was at first self-conscious at how chubby he was, but Ben pushed the tent of his pants against his own and leaned forward, craning his neck as he helped Sean pull his shirt up over his head. The dane's lips fell to Sean's chest, finding the nubs underneath the fur before wrapping them tightly between his maw and sucking first on the left one, then dragging his tongue across the short distance to his right. Sean shivered and gasped at the attention, feeling the canine teeth as they dragged and tugged at each of his nipples. "Nnnhh.... Gods..." he whispered softly. His hands grabbing at the straps that held Ben's shirt on his shoulders. Ben's mouth parted only briefly so that his shirt could come off as well, but he immediately returned to Sean's chest. Continually sucking on one nipple while his opposite hand grabbed and tweaked at the other tantalizingly.

They kissed again, Ben's slender chest pressed firmly against Sean's larger area. Sean played the same game too, using his fingers to find and exploit the dane's nipples, tugging and twisting them. As Ben leaned up, Sean did too, sucking on the nubs almost the exact same way Ben had been doing to him, and Ben moaned, enjoying it immensely as well. As he did this, he could feel Ben's hands working at Sean's belt. It only took a moment, but once loosened, he wasted no time in opening the button and unzipping the husky's pants. Sean wore boxers, but it was impossible to hide the massive erection hidden underneath the fabric which Ben grasped firmly. Sean blushed again, he knew he was leaking precum like a sieve. He felt his face on fire and his hands traveled down the dane's hips until they found his pants. He pulled them apart and to his surprise, Ben was going commando, his cock springing out like one of those pop-out books.

"Things are about to get a little more physical here." Sean said in between breaths. "Maybe we should find some place to spread out?"

Ben smirked and slipped off the husky's lap, letting his pants slide silently to the floor as he stood up. Putting his hands down, he helped the dog to his feet and led him back to the doorway just beyond the living room. It was Ben's bedroom, Sean assumed. A large, king sized waterbed rested at the window on the other side. Their kiss continued, albeit a bit more boldly as the men pushed their bodies together, Sean's uncontrollable leak causing an intense wet spot all across the front that dripped down his legs. Ben's fingers rounded the waistband of Sean's underwear and their lips came apart. "Feels like someone is in some serious need of release..." He said tauntingly.

Sean blushed. "It's... ahh... it's been a while." He admitted.

To his surprise, Sean felt Ben release him from his grasp, letting him fall backward onto the wavy top of his bed. Ben smirked and tugged back at Sean's boxers, dragging them down his legs until they were removed from him completely. Ben then grasped the base of the husky's shaft and playfully lapped at it for a moment before taking its girth into his mouth. Sean gasped and growled, his back stretching and arching as he felt the warmth envelop his member. He felt Ben's hand come down and tug at his balls as he swallowed as much of the canine's thickness as he could before climbing up on the bed as well. Sean reached toward the jock's thighs, pulling him toward him and Ben obliged by straddling the dog's face, his cock coming down like a dagger into Sean's muzzle.

Sean's mouth tightened around the flesh, letting out a muffled "Mmph.." As he tasted the fresh sex shoot from the tip and dribble down into his gullet. His hands grabbed Ben's ass firmly and he began to suck the shaft from one end to his base. While not as thick and girthy as his own, Sean nearly choked on the hefty length, gagging and moaning in between thrusts. At the same time, he felt his toes curling at Ben's treatment of his own flesh, their bodies writhing together on the bed in a passionate tryst that neither had expected.

"AHH! HAH!" Sean cried out as his cock suddenly began to jolt to life and spurt hefty ribbons of cum. Ben gasped as the flood hit his throat all at once and he pulled his head back, catching the heft of the musky spray across his face as Sean came hard. Sean didn't settle down though, he greedily sucked on Ben's cock. The dane returned to the still-spurting shaft, finding that it was not going down all that easily. At last Ben huffed before cumming as well. His seed splashing down Sean's throat as he moaned and every muscle began to tighten up. His cum was so thick and rich that Sean had to part his lips from it just to catch a breath, making a mess from the both of them.

Quickly, Sean sat up and rolled over, pulling Ben back against him and giving him a kiss. The dane seemed surprised by this and as Sean pushed him back onto the bed, the husky lifted the dane's legs and began to drag his still-hard flesh against the other male's thigh. Precum was still spilling out, even though he had already shot a heavy load. It drizzled down Ben's thigh and over his ass. Sean stroked his member as he pressed his nose against the dog's balls, giving them a thorough lick before lowering him enough to feel the warmth of his shaft against his ass. Sean's precum felt warm and slick and Ben moaned at the very push against his anal ring. They kissed and Sean leaned forward, pressing himself inward.

"GYUHHH!" Ben let in a gasp that was a loud cry of surprise. He whimpered, the pain still came, no matter how gentle Sean was being. But Sean was also being a little rough; growling and then ravaging the dane's nipples as best as he could from this angle. He thrust in hard now, letting his girth push Ben's ass apart. Ben moaned and felt the thump and pop of every inch as it pushed into him time and time again.

Sean growled and moaned, feeling Ben's balls sink back every time his stomach pushed into them, his flesh rolling over Ben's with each long, anguishing pump. Despite himself, he was beginning to feel warm and wet, his body was shivering as he was getting close to cumming a second time but still he felt fevered to continue. He wanted to fuck Ben deeper and harder, he wanted his instinct to take over as their bodies thundered together harder and harder.

"Rrrrrr!" Sean trembled and felt himself cumming again.

Ben gasped as he felt the flood of warmth suddenly surge into his ass, the husky's seed spilling into him, and then breaking out from in between them as he continued to hump, making a sickly squishing noise between their flesh. He moaned, his own body was aching for release again, he began to feverishly stroke his cock, he wanted to accompany Sean's orgasm. His tongue dangled out as he stroked, but in a sign of lust, Ben suddenly felt himself twisted around again, his leg lifted over Sean's head and brought to the same side as his other leg. Sean moaned as he settled in behind the dane and plunged his shaft in deep. Despite cumming twice now, it felt like Sean was in for a third round.

"Oh g-gods... no wonder they c-call you Big-- Big S." He panted as Sean lifted his leg upward, penetrating him from behind in a position that drove him so deep that Ben felt like Sean's cock was jabbing through his stomach. He moaned, his prostate clenching with this flooded overload of penetration. He gasped and grunted with each hefty thrust Sean served him. Sean grunting in return, as if some lustful demon had taken over and he just had to get it out. "Oh S-Sean I'm cu-cumming again!" Ben managed to pant out before a loud cry erupted from the both of them.

Ben came hard, his seed slapping loudly against his sheets as it shot like an arch from his wildly swinging flesh. It was getting him wet as it slapped back and splattered him with the remaining splatters of his own seed. Sean growled and wrapped Ben tightly in his arms as he came; it was more of an earthquake than a simple cum-shot. Sean vibrated against Ben's back and again began to flood his entry to the point of overflowing. The pair of them soon began to settle down as the waves of their orgasms began to cool off a bit.

As they lay in the dark following; Sean could barely speak without breathing heavily. "I'm... whew... I'm sorry about that..." he said. "I don't know what came over me."

Ben grinned a bit, feeling the other dog's girth against his ass, having fallen out after its slow softening. He wriggled his butt some and cuddled against Sean's warmth. "Whatever it was, it better happen again." He teased.

Ben leaned his head back and gave Sean a kiss and the two rested together as they were; neither were sure where this would take them, but Ben was definitely glad he could get these thoughts off his chest...

THE END